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description : pet regression with amélie !! <3 (self indulgent i need this)

puppy

you woke the sleeping amélie beside you by licking her face softly.

‘quoi…’ she mumbled, rolling over and blinking slowly before smiling at you, her english brain not quite having switched on yet. ‘salut, mon petit chiot.’

you licked at her cheek some more, nuzzling her face and making small, happy whines.

‘i missed you too, mon cœur.’ she cooed, stroking your hair before sitting up, stretching her arms and reaching down beside the bed.

‘look up for me, love.’

you did as you were told as she pinned your fluffy fake ears to your head, scratching behind them.

‘good job!’ she praised, continuing her scratching as you leant into her touch.

you barked quietly for the first time that morning, making her giggle softly.

‘mhmm, i agree.’ she said playfully, making you bark some more, licking at her hand.

‘someone’s talkative this morning, hm, chiot?’

leaning forward, she kissed your forehead before standing from the bed as you followed her, crawling behind her and whining.

‘up?’ she questioned, tilting her head but already bending down to your level, knowing the answer before you barked your approval.

smiling, she lifted you up into her arms, petting your head and sighing happily before carrying you to the kitchen.

she kicked your bed out from under the table with her foot, placing you gently on the soft, fluffy material as you curled up.

‘good… you rest there whilst i get your breakfast.

making a small noise of agreement, you watched her from your curled up position, biting on the dog toy that was kept in your bed.

a few minutes later, she walked over with some crêpes cut up into small pieces in a bowl.

‘would you like me to feed you today, puppy?’ she questioned, pulling up a chair to sit next to you.

you nodded eagerly, sitting up on your knees in front of her, resting your head on her lap as she began feeding you pieces of the food, praising you intermittently and scratching your ears.

‘my good little one,’ she spoke softly once you were finished, ‘i promise to keep you safe forever.’

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description : amélie finds out about r’s age regression after having been friends with them for a few years now as they’re preparing for a mission.

spiderling

it wasn’t that you thought amélie would take it badly, you simply didn’t know how she would take it at all.

plus, she was always so busy with missions, as were you, that you didn’t have much down time for regression, anyway, let alone to have that hard conversation with her.

it was hard to guess how the assassin would react to your admission when you got around to it; you’d never seen her talk to a kid, or even mention her opinion on them, plus, she was normally so harsh with everyone she met.

though, all of your other friends did seem to note that she was exceptionally gentle with you, protecting you from harm and even hugging you when it suited her.

though, that didn’t mean you were exactly excited when you felt yourself starting to slip before an important mission.

‘ready?’ she questioned as the two of you sat in a room preparing to board the ship that would take you to the mission location.

you swung your legs as you sat down, noticing your lack of shoes as your brain started to feel fuzzy.

‘shoes!’ you exclaimed, and she pointed to somewhere at the other end of the room to signal where they were.

when you didn’t make any move to go and get them, she furrowed her eyebrows, walking over to find them herself and strap them onto your feet.

‘you feeling okay, y/l/n?’

you hummed a noise of approval, starting to realise the full gravity of the situation - you were about to embark on a mission to potentially save hundreds of people, and you felt your mental age becoming smaller and smaller as you waited.

though, as you tried to stop it, it only seemed to make it worse, fear overtaking you as your eyes brimmed with tears.

‘hey… you’re crying?’ she wondered out loud, wiping at your tears with her thumbs before she even knew why.

you fell forward, burying your face in her neck as you sniffled, and she immediately took to rubbing her hand across your back soothingly.

maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to tell her, after all.

though, it looked like you wouldn’t have much choice as you moved your head to the side to suck on your thumb subconsciously, far too small now to even realise that what you were doing was a dead giveaway.

when she saw you, her face seemed to flash with confusion, before realisation set in and she sighed, stroking your hair with her other free hand.

‘the ship will be here in a minute.’

you whined in stressed upset, attempting to wriggle out of her embrace, but she shushed you, holding you close as she stopped stroking your hair to pull out her phone.

‘be quiet for a moment, chéri, i need to make a call.’

you nodded against her, quietly sucking on your thumb as you listened carefully.

‘hi, it’s lacroix.’ she began, ‘i’m going to have to pull out of this mission- yes, i know it’s short notice, but something came up i- no, i’m sorry. ziegler and the shimada brothers are free. thank you, sir.’

you felt her put her phone back down somewhere as she sat you up to face her, but pulled you so that you were fully sitting on her lap.

‘done, mon cœur.’ she kissed your forehead and you practically purred in contentment; you’d always regressed alone, normally when you were in a bad way, and you’d always heard stories of people having someone to look after them, but never felt it yourself.

'how old are you?' she questioned quietly, stroking your hair. she had a general idea of what was happening, but she'd only vaguely heard stories and didn't have much knowledge of age regression.

'three.' you mumbled, slight fear still evident in your voice despite her comfort.

she tutted, making a cooing noise as she ran her thumb over your cheek.

'you're so tiny.' she marvelled, genuine affection and intrigue lacing her words, putting you at ease.

you mumbled, nuzzling into her neck.

amélie whispered her next words, as if worried that she would say something wrong, 'i love you, petit amour.'

you smiled into her neck, making little noises which you hoped she would interpret as an i love you too.

'let's go back to my house, oui?' she ruffled your hair as she stood up, keeping you in her arms. 'i'm sure that we can find some food and toys for you to enjoy.'

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hi guys ! sorry i’ve been so ia for a while, been going through a lot of personal things and haven’t really had the time but, since agere is still a huge part of my life, i’d like to get back into writing, especially for my comfort characters!

at the moment, a lot of my biggest comfort characters are from overwatch, though there may still be marvel content and various other things coming!

thank you everyone 🫂

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description: britta finds out about r’s age regression in psychology class.

the psychology of…

‘good morning class’ your psychology professer exclaimed as he walked into the room. ‘today, we will be learning about…’ he turned to write on the blackboard. ‘age regression.’

you jumped slightly in your seat.

he continued, ‘now, for those of you who are aspiring therapists…’ the whole class looked at britta; she never shut up about her therapist aspirations, therapisterations, as she called them. ‘this is something you may want to teach your patients to help them deal with trauma, so listen up.’

you glanced at the blonde at the desk next to you and smirked. you two had been best friends since jeff had formed the study group all those years ago, and you loved her dearly. however, she didn’t know about your age regression. no one did, actually. you’d love to tell people, and maybe even have a caregiver, like you read about online, but you were just too scared for peoples reactions.

which is why, during this class, you decided to do everything you could to not show your personal views on the topic of todays lesson.

opening your notebook and scrawling down the date, you looked back over at your professer.

‘this is when people think they’re children and act like them on purpose to feel loved.’ he continued.

you clenched your teeth together at the bad explanation, resisting the urge to correct him, however, before you can, someone else does.

‘actually, i think it’s more like a mental state, not a choice.’ you were shocked to hear the voice of your best friend. you had presumed that britta knew nothing about age regression, as she never mentioned it, but then again neither did you. ‘i read about it online prior to this lesson’

‘okay class, britta perry thinks she can teach this lesson better than me. would you like to come up and have a go then, hm?’ he questioned in a mocking manner, earning a few sniggers around the room.

britta sunk back in her seat, folding her arms.

you wanted to get up and tell her that she was right, but you knew you couldn’t, so you put your head down and waited for the lesson to carry on.

about half way through, your leg wouldn’t stop shaking with stress and your mind was getting foggy. all the talking about age regression was starting to make you slip, and you were desperately trying not to. half an hour left of the lesson, you thought. that wasn’t so bad, right?

‘now class, turn to the person next to you, and discuss what you’ve learnt so far this lesson. i need to go and collect some papers from the faculty room.’

you resisted turning around for a second until you had composed yourself a bit more, but once you did, britta’s kind blue eyes met yours as she smiled slightly, and you lost it, immediately having to stop yourself from bursting into tears. her eyebrows furrowed as if she was analysing you, before she stood up, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the room.

once outside, she didn’t stop walking until you were in the study room, where she sat down with you on her lap, stroking your hair and shushing you gently. this was something that she’d found out you liked a few years ago. during many panic attacks and moments of sadness, she’d been the only one able to console you.

this kept going until your breathing had slowed and you were somewhat relaxed against her chest.

‘you wanna tell me what that was all about then, hm?’

the words would have scared you if they were from someone else, but she spoke calmly and kindly, without a hint of judgement or hate in her voice, and somehow this made tears start falling from your eyes again.

you brought your thumb to your mouth by accident; you’d done it so many times when you were little and alone that you didn’t realise you were doing it now. you pulled it away a second later after realising, hoping to god that britta hadn’t seen. what you didn’t know, was that she was smiling down at you, her thoughts of what was happening were probably right, she presumed.

gently, she put her own hand in yours and squeezed it lightly, to let you know everything was okay. you allowed yourself to relax a bit more in her embrace as you both sat in comfortable silence.

after a while, she moved so that you were face to face, wiping your tears with her thumbs, before kissing you on the forehead.

‘you okay, little one?’ she said, almost a whisper.

you gasped, attempting to wriggle out of her embrace, thinking she would make fun of you, or hate you forever.

‘hey now, shh’ she said in a hushed tone. ‘where are you off to in such a hurry?’

you began to panic, managing to mutter the words ‘i’m sorry’, before going limp against her. you were too scared, and stressed, and overwhelmed to fight it anymore. britta knew now, and you didn’t know what she would do about it, but you did know that, if anyone had to know, you would rather it was her.

so, when she cradled you in her arms, you didn’t resist. and when you began playing with her hair, she didn’t resist. in fact, she smiled down at you.

‘you could’ve told me, my baby’ she stated softly, before backtracking. ‘oh i’m sorry, i didn’t mean my- i mean, you’re my best friend, but i don’t want you to feel any pressure or-‘

you interrupted her with a soft murmur.

‘what’s that?’ she questioned.

‘my’ you replied quietly, smiling up at her with adoration.

she sighed happily, relieved that she hadn’t scared you. ‘yeah, my baby! you wanna be my little angel, hm?’

you nodded enthusiastically, trying to convey without words how happy and grateful you felt.

‘come on then, let’s get you home! you’re probably hungry. i’ll stay with you and look after you. you never have to do it alone again, honey. i promise.’ britta stood up, her arm around your waist to keep you safe as you walked through school and to her car, where she’d drive to your apartment, learn what food and drink you like, what tv shows made you the happiest, and what games you like to play with her, and where she’d stay right by your side all night.

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hi guys! i’m going to be writing some community fics as that is my special interest at the moment (specifically cg!britta, little!annie) so let me know if you have any requests!

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alsooo… abed !! <3 🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻

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guys guys. imagine cgs dani and jamie and dani would be so soft and jamie would have to do the getting into bed because dani would be like ‘okay you can have just five more minutes honey!’

like imagine jamie playing with their tiny one and dani’s just looking and smiling because jamie looks so soft.

i have so many thoughts about this shall i write a fic

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💭cg!dani putting her little one to bed but they don’t want her to go, so she stays with them and strokes their hair whilst she holds them in her arms and tells them how much she loves them, not leaving until she’s sure they’re asleep <3

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dani would be such a good cg :,)

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Do you have a list of all anon emojis that are taken?

yes just made one !! here

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list of anon emojis that are taken!! you can always claim any other one whenever you want! <333

🦋🌹🧸🐇🌱🦭🐉

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Hewwo is da 🐉 'moji still free?

yes bub!

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Do you write for Lorna Dane, Yelena Belova, Melina Vostokoff, and Kate Bishop?

yelena yes kate maybe!

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Do you do sibling or child reader?

can do!

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Do you write for Melina Vostokoff and Yelena Belova?

yelena yes!

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your writing makes me absolutely sob in the best possible way

this is adorable thank you so much anon ily

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Do you write gender and gender neutral reader?

yeah! just request specifically which one or it’ll be gender neutral!